Read the excerpt from “the scarlet ibis.” that summer, the summer of 1918, was blighted. in may and june there was no rain and the crops withered, curled up, then died under the thirsty sun. one morning in july a hurricane came out of the east, tipping over the oaks in the yard and splitting the limbs of the elm trees. that afternoon it roared back out of the west, blew the fallen oaks around, snapping their roots and tearing them out of the earth like a hawk at the entrails of a chicken. cotton bolls were wrenched from the stalks and lay like green walnuts in the valleys between the rows, while the cornfield leaned over uniformly so that the tassels touched the ground. doodle and i followed daddy out into the cotton field, where he stood, shoulders sagging, surveying the ruin. when his chin sank down onto his chest, we were frightened, and doodle slipped his hand into mine. suddenly daddy straightened his shoulders, raised his giant knuckly fist, and with a voice that seemed to rumble out of the earth itself began cursing heaven, hell, the weather, and the republican party. doodle and i, prodding each other and giggling, went back to the house, knowing that everything would be all right. which phrases are examples of sensory imagery that make the details of the setting more vivid? check all that apply. crops withered, curled up, then died under the thirsty sun morning in july a hurricane came out of the east snapping their roots and tearing them out of the earth a voice that seemed to rumble out of the earth itself prodding each other and giggling, went back to the house

Which sentence in this excerpt from frances hodgson burnett’s a little princess shows indirect characterization? it was just then that miss minchin entered the room. she was very like her house, sara felt: tall and dull, and respectable and ugly. she had large, cold, fishy eyes, and a large, cold, fishy smile. it spread itself into a very large smile when she saw sara and captain crewe. she had heard a great many desirable things of the young soldier from the lady who had recommended her school to him. among other things, she had heard that he was a rich father who was willing to spend a great deal of money on his little daughter. "it will be a great privilege to have charge of such a beautiful and promising child, captain crewe," she said, taking sara's hand and stroking it. "lady meredith has told me of her unusual cleverness. a clever child is a great treasure in an establishment like mine."

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream

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